You can wash away in uncertainty, you may wade through tears. Despair can come like the tide and flow back out. After, in the calm the landscape has changed and so are you. You can not predict outcomes, just make choices that may give you a softer landing. Your reaction is yours alone. If you don’t want to, you don’t have to. That is life, beginning to end. We are immersed in our lives and standing back or looking back, we can see something different. Without someone’s history, you can’t judge someone else, actually you can’t judge someone at all, regardless.
Everyone’s fabric is made of unique pieces. The pieces come from numerous events and influences. Those are yours alone, you can pick at the frayed edges and discarded strings. Leave other people’s blankets alone, they weren’t created for you.
After the flood waters recede, there is often destruction and loss. The landscape changes, and new growth slowly occurs. Recovery is a process. Looking for good is a choice too. This week the geese came back, the deer are making a regular appearance in the fields. Spring is arriving with birds, buds and slightly warmer weather. It isn’t a solution, it is a promise of good things to come. Not perfection, just better, that is where the focus needs to be.
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